#direwolfdaily

[dailysansastark]

Sansa waited in King’s Landing with the hope that Robb would be her knight just one more time. // "I won't free him, not even for Arya and Sansa."

[thenorthsource]

sansa + references in her coronation costume

[suittehearts]

my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. sansa v — a storm of swords.

[sansastarkmonth2024]

Sansa Stark has been a queen for five years now! Long may she reign.

[oceangrief]

Across different cultures, the dove is often revered as a symbol of peace, love, and purity.

[asoiafwomensource]

Brave. Sansa took a deep breath. I am a Stark, yes, I can be brave.

[userdanewhitman]

I'm running with the wolves tonight

[sweetaprilbutterfly]

Sansa Stark and Arya Stark

[kitnjon]

She had last seen snow the day she'd left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she had been that morning. Hullen had helped her mount, and she'd ridden out with the snowflakes swirling around her, off to see the great wide world. I thought my song was beginning that day, but it was almost done.    

[dailysansastark]

Stark men don't fare well in the South.

[thenorthsource]

Winterfell's Heart Tree

Then somehow he was back at Winterfell again, in the godswood looking down upon his father. […] "… let them grow up close as brothers, with only love between them," he prayed, "and let my lady wife find it in her heart to forgive …".

[…] Bran felt his eyes fill up with tears. But were they his own tears, or the weirwood's? If I cry, will the tree begin to weep?

The rest of his father's words were drowned out by a sudden clatter of wood on wood. Eddard Stark dissolved, like mist in a morning sun. Now two children danced across the godswood, hooting at one another as they dueled with broken branches. […]

After that the glimpses came faster and faster, till Bran was feeling lost and dizzy. [...] a woman heavy with child emerged naked and dripping from the black pool, knelt before the tree, and begged the old gods for a son who would avenge her. Then there came a brown-haired girl slender as a spear who stood on the tips of her toes to kiss the lips of a young knight as tall as Hodor. A dark-eyed youth, pale and fierce, sliced three branches off the weirwood and shaped them into arrows. [...] And now the lords Bran glimpsed were tall and hard, stern men in fur and chain mail. Some wore faces he remembered from the statues in the crypts, but they were gone before he could put a name to them.

Then, as he watched, a bearded man forced a captive down onto his knees before the heart tree. A white-haired woman stepped toward them through a drift of dark red leaves, a bronze sickle in her hand.

“No," said Bran, "no, don't," but they could not hear him, no more than his father had. [...] And through the mist of centuries the broken boy could only watch as the man's feet drummed against the earth … but as his life flowed out of him in a red tide, Brandon Stark could taste the blood.

[gotasoiafsource]

That amuses you. I apologize, Your Grace. Northerners can be a bit like the Free Folk. Loyal to their own.

[sansastarkmonth2024]

Less than a month left 'till everyone's favorite event of the year! Make sure to double check our prompts and to tag your work as #sansamonth2023 and #sansastarkappreciationfest2023 so that it can reach us!

The prompts being:

Day one: Women

Day two: Songs/Poetry

Day three: Religion 

Day four: Family 

Day five: Hopes and Dreams

Day six: Skills

Day seven: Jeyne Poole 

Day eight: Birds

Day nine: Wardrobe Appreciation 

Day ten: Prophecies 

Day eleven: Parallels/Anti-Parallels 

Day twelve: Wolves

Day thirteen: Tourneys

Day fourteen: King's Landing Arc

Day fifteen: Seasons of My Love (Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter)

Day sixteen: Politics

Day seventeen: Truths and Falsehoods

Day eighteen: Love Interests 

Day nineteen: Leadership

Day twenty: (Potential) Friends/Political Allies

Day twenty-one: The Vale Arc 

Day twenty-two: TWOW/ADOS Speculations 

Day twenty-three: History

Day twenty-four: Sun/Moon

Day twenty-five: Enemies

Day twenty-six: Magic

Day twenty-seven: Underrated Moments

Day twenty-eight: AUs

Day twenty-nine: Post- Canon

Day thirty: Your Favorite Sansa Trait

Day thirty-one: Free Choice

We can't wait to see your work! And remember, we accept content from both the books and the show 💗

[sayruq]

He was no true Stark, had never been one … but he could die like one. Let them say that Eddard Stark had fathered four sons, not three.

( @themockingpoint )

[jonsource]

Welcome to the jonsource!

We are a source blog dedicated to Jon Snow, a fictional character from the ‘A Song of Ice and Fire’ series written by George R.R. Martin and it’s tv adaptation from hbo ‘Game of Thrones’.

We track #jonsource, #gotjonsnow and #jonsnowedit.

[asoiafwomensource]

A Clash of Kings Queens